Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

Yuan Ye Zongxiu's momentum surged even stronger after his successful strike. Holding his swords in both hands, he roared and lunged forward again, his long and short swords clashing in a cross shape, aiming straight for Lin Hai's chest.

But in Lin Hai's current perception, the trajectory of this originally lightning-fast sword move has become clearly visible.

Instead of retreating, Lin Hai advanced.

He seized the moment when the two swords crossed, exerted force with his feet, and pounced into the Tiger Stance, crashing directly into Haruno Munehide's arms.

"Clang! Clang!"

Lin Hai unleashed a burst of power with both hands, his left fist striking the spine of the long katana precisely, while his right fist knocked the short katana away.

Under the immense force, Haruno Munehide felt a violent tremor in his tiger's mouth, and his arms went numb instantly. The short sword flew out of his hand and slammed into the mahogany pillar next to him with a "thud".

With his swordsmanship broken, Haruno Munehide's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to retreat.

Lin Hai didn't give him that chance at all.

Close-quarters combat is a strength of traditional Chinese martial arts.

Lin Hai took a step forward, pushed off the ground with his right foot, exerted force from his waist, and his spine suddenly bent and straightened, like a fully drawn bow.

The full force erupted once again.

The power of his entire body was transmitted through his waist and abdomen to his right arm. The Xuan Tie Finger Tiger, carrying a strong wind, delivered a straight punch without any fancy moves, heavily slamming into Yuan Ye Zongxiu's chest.

"Bang!"

A dull thud.

Haruno Munehide was struck dumb; his feet left the ground instantly, and he flew backward.

He crossed the threshold of the lobby and fell heavily onto the bluestone street outside, rolling several times before stopping.

"Wow!"

Haruno Munehide struggled to get up, but as soon as he raised his head, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining his white samurai uniform red. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath, his face as pale as paper.

One punch decides the outcome.

From the moment Yuan Ye Zongxiu gained the upper hand and injured Lin Hai, to the moment Lin Hai retaliated and knocked him out of the door, the whole process took only a few breaths.

The lobby fell completely silent in an instant.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the figure slowly retracting his fist in the arena.

Lin Hai stood there, the wound on his left arm beginning to shrink and stop bleeding. He didn't even glance at the clueless Yuan Ye Zongxiu outside the door, but simply turned his head and calmly looked at the third master of the Wang family, whose face had turned bluish-purple.

"Next."

He said it calmly.

The muscles on Third Master Wang's face twitched twice.

Master Wang knew better than anyone else what level of strength Haruno Munehide was. He was a close disciple of Yagyu Shinichi of the Hokushin Dojo, a master of dual-sword style fast swordsmanship, virtually unmatched in the Strength Refining Realm. That one-second dual-sword attack just now, if it had been any of his men, even several of them attacking together, they would have been chopped into mincemeat.

But Lin Hai from the Fuhu Martial Arts School didn't dodge or flinch; he charged straight into the blade's embrace, ending the fight with a single heavy punch.

That fighting style, which relied purely on terrifying physique and domineering strength to crush opponents, made Master Wang feel fearful from the bottom of his heart.

"Senior Lu's disciple truly lives up to his reputation." Master Wang chuckled dryly. "He is probably unbeatable in the Strength Refining Realm, so there's no need to continue the next two matches. These three precious plants are naturally offered up."

He had a clear understanding of the situation. If the fight continued today, his men would not only fail to win, but would be defeated even faster, only bringing further shame to the Wang family. Cutting their losses was the wisest choice at the moment.

Lu Zhengchuan slowly took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of white smoke.

"Wang San, leave the blood ginseng behind and take your men with you." Lu Zhengchuan tapped his pipe. "Tell Old Master Wang for me that the waters of Yangcheng are deep. Don't just focus on forming cliques with outsiders and forget that your ancestors will only bring ruin upon your family."

Master Wang didn't dare to refute, but simply cupped his hands in greeting. He turned and gave his men a wink, and two men in black quickly ran outside and helped Yuan Ye Zongxiu up.

Yuan Ye Zongxiu clutched his chest and, before being carried away, turned his head and stared intently at Lin Hai.

Lin Hai met the other person's gaze without saying a word, but calmly took the black iron knuckle duster off his hand and put it back in his pocket.

As soon as the Wang family left, the atmosphere in the hall immediately relaxed.

"Senior Lu, congratulations!" Wang Meng from the Iron Arm Boxing Gym approached with a beaming smile. "Senior, your teaching is excellent. Young Brother Lin Hai is so young, yet he already possesses such skill. His future is limitless!"

Liu Zhendong, the owner of Zhenwei Martial Arts School, chimed in, "Yes, yes! That punch just now was clean and crisp, showcasing the fierce and domineering power of the Tiger Subduing Fist! In my opinion, it won't be long before the 'Five Heroes' of Yangcheng become the 'Six Heroes'!"

Lu Zhengchuan waved his hand, interrupting their flattery.

"Don't flatter him too much," Lu Zhengchuan said calmly. "Martial artists must avoid being impetuous. Today he only had the advantage of being stronger. If he really met a master, his skills wouldn't be enough. Alright, now that the matter is settled, we should go back."

Chen Wu stepped forward, carefully put away the three mahogany boxes containing the century-old blood ginseng on the table, and held them in his arms.

The three of them walked out of Guangfu Restaurant, hailed three rickshaws on the street, and headed towards Fuhu Martial Arts School.

A night breeze swept through the bustling city, neon signs flashing on both sides of the street. In this foreign city, prosperity and chaos coexisted; the brawl that had just occurred in the restaurant seemed to have caused no ripples in the city's overall atmosphere.

Chen Wu's rickshaw ran alongside Lin Hai's.

Holding the three mahogany boxes, Chen Wu was in high spirits. He turned to Lin Hai and said, "Junior brother, you've really made a name for yourself in Yangcheng's martial arts world today. Liu Zhendong was right; once you reach the Ming Jin level, you'll definitely have a place among Yangcheng's Five Heroes."

"Senior Brother, who exactly are these Five Heroes of Yangcheng?" Lin Hai asked, taking the opportunity to ask. Although he had been in this world for some time, he had spent most of his time training hard and didn't know much about the martial arts world of Yangcheng.

Chen Wu organized his thoughts and said, "The four great martial arts families of Yangcheng are Guo, Wang, Du, and Sun. Of these five outstanding figures, these four families occupy four positions."

"Let's start with the Guo family." Chen Wu counted on one finger. "The Guo family practices Xingyi Quan, and they've conquered the world with their half-step Bengquan. Guo Polu, the eldest grandson of the Guo family, was personally taught by the Guo family patriarch. He's a martial arts fanatic, and he's mastered the power and ferocity of Xingyi Quan to the extreme. I heard that Guo Yuan broke through to Mingjin at the age of eighteen, and last year he already reached the seventh level of Mingjin. In the entire Yangcheng, when it comes to the foundation of the younger generation, no one dares to say that they have a stronger foundation than him."

"The Wang family is the family that Wang San belongs to today," Chen Wu continued. "The young master of the Wang family is called Wang Yuanhe. He practices the Wang family's 'Black Sand Palm,' a vicious and ruthless palm technique. Wang Yuanhe is the most flamboyant person. He hangs around Shanghai all day, looking for fights."